That One Look... (4)

One step at a time, Su Ming moved up the stairs leading to the altar until he eventually reached the top. He lowered his head and cast a glance at the Rune formed by circles of countless runic symbols formed on the platform beneath his feet.

Silence.

The figure connected to Dao Chen's isolation grounds was silent.

Time slowly trickled by. When the time taken for an incense stick to burn had passed, Dao Lin and Dao Hua's faces filled with puzzlement. Compared to them being able to immediately sense Progenitor Dao Chen's will right after they stood on the altar, Dao Kong did not react in any way. Everything about him was normal.

Deep emotion appeared on Sang's face as he sat by the side and meditated. He sighed softly before he stood up, then without a single word, he swung his arm and swept up Dao Lin and Dao Hua as well as himself out of the area so that they could… leave the place to Su Ming.